Die Wende Jost shifted in his seat as he took the first sharp drag of his handrolled cigarette. He blew the thick cloud of smoke upwards towards the pale ceiling of the truck. The odor from the smoke began to overtake the scent from the morning dew outside the truck as Jost glanced around. The glare off his spectacles caused him to blink as an early morning ray broke through the window over Rudi's shoulder. Rudi readjusted himself before taking notice to Jost. Rudi was fresh out of the FDJ and straight into his 18 month conscription, the same as Jost. Rudi secured his rifle by grasping onto the strap before speaking up, "So Hermann, why did you choose the Grenztruppen?" Jost sighed lightly as he plucked the cigarette from his mouth, "You know I'm not much of a fighter, Rudi. I'm just here to do my eighteen months and head back to Berlin. I think I might try and become a Party Group Leader for a l-" The truck began to pull to a stop. The passenger side door swung open as the sound of heavy footprints ran around the truck. Eventually the backdoor to the truck was unfastened as the men poured out. The eighteen year old Jost grabbed his rifle and hopped out the back. As his footprints imprinted into the mud from the nightly showers he peered over to the snap of a camera. It was the start of his second month in his conscription. The start of his life. . . . Jost held the faded picture of his youth. It had been fifteen years since his service to the NVA. It seemed he'd narrowly avoided service in the war, but everyone was affected by it. He found himself in an office serving a war torn yet unified Germany. He glanced up onto the floor of the small party celebrating the end of the war. Six hundred kilometers in Munich the treaty had been signed, and the members of his Party Group were celebrating. Jost let out a heavy sigh as he folded up the picture and placed it into his cardigan. Jost stood and resumed his nightly chat with the party members. He had to report to the Firm in the morning on his findings. That early April morning they'd give him a paycheck and a letter for his work for the MfS. Yet the letter was from the Central Committee of the SED. He'd been invited to the Special 11th Congress in the Palace of the Republic as 'an exemplary worker.' Several days later he'd find himself in the Palace of the Republic. As the camera on the balcony above took a picture, Jost knew he had something going for himself. . . . Hermann Jost continued his life in Berlin as his collaboration with the Ministry grew. In 1985 Jost moved from Berlin to Frankfurt to assist with the administration of the newly acquired territory in the GDR. It was during this period that Jost moved from a collaborator to a member of the Stasi's newly formed HVA. Jost continued to serve his administrative oversight in the area until 1990. With the reignition of the war across Europe Jost saw himself radicalize. For the first time the 'unprovoked' war had led Jost to view dissidents and 'the west' as the enemies to the state, a revolutionary change from the young man years before. This new view fueled his work in the MfS up until 1992. Hermann Jost who had faithfully served the state since the 60's was ordered into AG6 of the HVA. . . . Jost shuffled between the three pictures. He adjusted his spectacles as he glanced down at each one of the photos. Each one represented a section of his life, and Hermann particularly enjoyed the symbolism in photography, which had developed into a hobby of his. As the car drove through the autumn streets of Frankfurt the man sat the photos by his side. He was a fairly unremarkable man. Yet his future lied ahead of him. The world had changed. This moment was the turning point. This moment was Hermann Jost's Die Wende. . . . OOC Section: Name (Steam and Primary Forum): Merlinsclaw SteamID: STEAM_0:1:63717084 Timezone: Eastern Standard Time (EST) Expected Activity, Possible Inactivity: I expect to be able to put in 2+ hours on a regular weekday and probably 6+ on a regular weekend. End of Semesters I'm usually busy with finals like most people and on about half of all Saturdays and Mondays from September-January I'll be occupied for competitions. Previous Infractions, Forum or Server (WW3RP & HL2RP): HL2 RP - Got banned for one day for saying the '20 CAB online are going to sweep the sewers.' Got unbanned 15 minutes later due to it being unjustified. Are you aware of the differences in the Stasiland iteration for WW3RP compared to earlier ones?: Yes. I didn't really play on WW3 RP anyways. How familiar are you with the history and ideology of the German Democratic Republic?: I've got an alright understanding of the history and ideology of the GDR and Stasiland has sparked an interest which has caused me to delve further into it, so I'd say it's alright. However, I am a bit spotty regarding the diverging lore due to me not playing on the previous iterations of WW3 RP. However, I've read up on lore documents so I believe I'll be fine. Describe, summarily and to the best of your understanding, the role of the Stasi and their practices in a broad sense: The MfS served as the state security for the GDR. Their role as a security/police force and intelligence program for the SED generally dealt with the handling of dissidents working against the state. Their practices ranged anywhere from wiretapping and raids on apartments to complex informant systems in order to track and file every citizen in the country. In Stasiland they will be serving as an administrative force in the lawless region while also serving as the 'state security' in the area to snuff out dissidents, much like their real life counterpart. They won't be action orientated but rather focused on law and order.